Tomorrow Never Comes (a poem)

Tomorrow never comes
Today is an illusion
The past always succumbs
To memory-dark confusion
Mornings feel so bright
Nights are awful and silent

Your smile makes me ignite
My passions are uncontrolled
I’ve been gone for many years
Though I walk among the living
Each caress is a new frontier
Each touch is a new beginning

(Photo by Dawid Zawiła on Unsplash)

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